Wednesday, August 27, 2008

College is so busy that I haven't gotten to write in my blog once since it started!And this will be an annoyingly short post since I have to meet my friends in the cafeteria in about fifteen minutes.It's just that I'm taking Mythology this semester (woot!) and was reading over the story of Cupid and Psyche (my new favorite myth) in Edith Hamilton's Mythology and found this little gem to remind me of my major (Psychology):(this is the very end after Psyche has gone through her trials and finally marries Cupid)

"Love and the Soul (for that is what Psyche means) had sought and, after sore trials, found each other; and that union could never be broken."-p134 Mythology

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Found this one at My Spare Oom (Thanks Raewyn!). I said that one of the last things I'd like to post on this journal is a meme. So here goes....

I am: a slightly neurotic, Texan girl with many different homes, many different families, a pen in my pocket, and a song stuck in my head (always).

I think: therefore I am.

I know: five things to be true. 1). Happiness can never really be obtained, it just happens when you least expect it 2.) God is with me always 3.) I want to help people when I "grow up" 4.) I want to write stories for a living 5.) hair dye is a fickle friend. The box may say "Vivid Auburn Dreams" (or something of the like), but if you come out of the shower with your hair looking like the animated monster "The Swamp Thing" the next morning, customer service really really really doesn't care.

I have: a pink panther-head lamp (honest!). It makes my whole room look pink at night when I turn it on. (It was one of those Christmas gifts I could never get rid of, go figure.)

I wish: I had more time.

I hate: being labeled.

I miss: Europe.

I fear: that I'll never make it past remedial math in college.

I feel: sad that I have to go, but happy that a new stage of my life is about to begin. There's a quote from House (one my fave TV shows) that sums up my feelings on this. "Life is just a series of rooms, and who you get stuck in those rooms with, adds up to what your life will be." I will miss the last room, and the people within it. But I'm excited to meet the new people as well.

I hear: the buzz of the air conditioner, the "clack clack" of my typing, the many different sounds coming from my stereo where I'm playing a mixed CD that a friend made me--piano, drums, singing, even violin and clarinet.

I smell: my aunt's famous dark chocolate fudge that she made for me as a going away present.

I crave: chocolate

I search: my suitcase to see if I've packed my favorite "I Heart Netherlands" socks that I got in Amsterdam.

I wonder: about many things; mostly about how strange and wonderful and terrifying it is to say goodbye.

I regret: nothing. I've made many "mistakes" in the past, messed up plenty of times, but I count those experiences as lessons that I needed, that's why I try my hardest to regret nothing and move onward.

I love: many many people; my family, my friends, my best friend since fourth grade; I also love good music, good books, and writing in my journal.

I ache: because I feel like I don't have enough time

I am not: an idiot, a jock, a musician, a good driver, a mathmatician, good with change

I believe: in many things. Today I believe that the eyes of God must be green--green and wise and ever-seeing. Not jungle fern green or dark forest green, but the glassy bluish green of the sea, or like the murky waters of the byous in East Texas. Or maybe even the green-ish gray of the sky right before it is about to storm.

I dance: to feel lighter; when I dance ballet--sometimes I feel so light that I could fly.

I sing: only when no one is listening.

I cry: because I'm a human being--I don't believe that it makes me weak if I cry. I think it's natural and not at all childish--seeing as how I've seen people cry at every stage of life.

I don't always: know what I'm doing; I try to go with the flow--but in some situations I feel completely unprepared.

I fight: with my mom. Frequently. It's terrible, I don't like it. But it happens.

I write: everyday, about everything. From vampires to the particularly repugnant smell of socks before I put them in the washing machine.

I win: every game of connect four that I've ever played.

I lose: time very easily.

I never: think before I speak (it's a terrible habit, one I'm trying to curb at the moment), double-check anything, smoke

I always: worry about the future way too much, get ahead of myself, write on my laptop before I go to bed.

I confuse: myself and other people very easily.

I listen: to everything. Other people's conversations, background noise, music, my friends' voices as they talk

I can usually be found: reading a good book, writing on my laptop, shopping at Barnes and Nobles, at home watching an episode of House, or at the studio dancing.

I am scared: about the future, for my friend who obsesses over her wieght, for a child I know who has been abused and is not responding to therapy.

I need: to know that things will all work out in the end, new guitar strings, a new patch for the raggedy old jacket I've worn since freshmen year in high school.

I am happy about: my new life, getting to take an upper level English course my first year (THANK YOU AP TESTS!!!!)

I imagine: that one day perhaps I will meet all of my awesome blogger friends in real life :-)

Friday, August 15, 2008

Quincie Morris is just your average teenager...if you call being best friends with a hybrid werewolf/human since childhood and running a vampire-themed restaurant (Sanguini's: A Very Rare Restaurant) in Austin, Texas normal. As the grand opening of the restaurant looms nearer and nearer, and with the tragic murder of Sanguini's former chef, Vaggio, ever hanging over her head, can Quincie turn the seemingly normal Henry "Bradley" Johnson, the new chef, into a fanged masterpiece. Or does Bradley have sinister secrets of his own?

I picked up this book because I am an avid reader of anything in the vampire and werewolf genre. And because I love the idea of a vampire-themed restaurant in Austin (only about an hour away from my hometown). The pace was fast, the characters interesting and multi-dimensional. The only real problem I have with Tantalize is that the author does not really bring her own ideas into the mix for the creatures. They were really just standard. It also seemed like she used quite a bit of material from Sunshine (by Robin McKinley)--at least for the were-creatures.However, I still enjoyed this book immensely. What can I say? I was tantalized.I give Tantalize a three & 1/2 out of five. And I'd recommend this book for ages 14+.

Monday, August 11, 2008

That last post was supposed to be saved as a draft and then published!!!! I'm not leaving yet!!!!I realized that I had accidentally pushed the "publish post" button after writing that draft instead of saving it (muscle memory--I almost always publish what I've just written without perfecting it--a bad habit) this morning when I pulled up my blog to change the book covers under "currently devouring". I also realized that several people had already read draft 1 of my official goodbye post (which I want to perfect) and left the sweetest comments ever! Thanks so much guys, I will miss ya'll so much. However, it isn't the end yet. I will STILL BE HERE for about a week and a half, and I'd like to think that I'll have time to write a book review or two on my holidays this year (Thanksgiving, Christmas). Anywho, there are still somethings I'd like to do. I'm such a chronic list-maker that I've made a list:1. Write book reviews for Trouble and Breaking Dawn. (The latter will be torturous since I have mixed emotions about the book).2. Since I never really was able to make the website look the way I wanted it to, I want to display some of the work I've done in the past couple of months.3. Do one last meme (tag)--I love those things.

I really will miss the blogging world :-( but I'm not quite done yet!!!~Sookie

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Don't be dismayed at goodbyes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetime, is certain for those who are friends. ~Richard Bach

Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again. ~William Shakespeare

Fare thee well! and if for ever,Still for ever, fare thee well.~Lord Byron

Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart. ~Washington Irving

Adieu! I have too grieved a heart to take a tedious leave. ~William Shakespeare

First of all, I'm so sorry to all of my awesome blogging friends that I've been sort of distant. I haven't posted as much as I used to because I'm dealing with a lot of real world stuff that isn't quite as fun as blogging and book-reviewing have been. However, its necessary that I now focus on that instead blogging, it's sad for me to say that, but it's true.I'm so glad I got the time to meet some really awesome people in this blogger-world, that I wouldn't have otherwise--may we meet again someday!I'm terrible at goodbyes, so I'll try to make this as short as possible--I feel awful because I need to get my priorities in line, and some things have to go...and one of those things is my blogging (though not my writing in general, I'm still writing). If I feel someday that I can do it again, then I'll pick it back up. But not for a long while.I'll still read and comment on my friends' blogs, but I may not do so as often as I used to (I know I haven't been keeping that up for the past few months as often as I ought to).I'm so sorry that I have to leave! Don't miss me too much :-) Adiós,Sookie

About Me

My favorite thing in the world is to read a book. I also enjoy writing, graphic design, and all media and forms of art. I'm also addicted to starbucks coffee (well, who isn't) and have my heart set on traveling the world.